Why I adore my second baby

I looked at my toddler, pottering about our apartment and I wondered. How could I ever love another one this much? How could there be room in my heart for another one? Then my second baby was born and there was a new question. How could it be that I loved this one not more..but…

I want another baby… if hormones could talk

Moments after my second baby was born, still high on a powerful cocktail of endorphins and oxytocin. Elation and love from the birth I so wanted, at home surrounded by familiarity and family. When can I do this again? Not voiced though (only the crazed sounds of the hormones talking) The smell of his head.…